A few days ago I woke up with a story in my head. Well, the idea for one at least.
That may not seem like a very surprising thing–especially for a writer–but for me, it felt like a major victory.
As may have been evident from my inability to even generate anything that I’d be willing to post on our Friday Writing Sprints, I have been in a bit of a creativity dead zone. Well, maybe more of a creativity black-hole or maybe a giant creativity void. Whatever it was, it seriously impacted my storytelling abilities.
I blame the pandemic.
And work.
But then Sunday morning, somewhere between asleep and awake, the remainder of a dream fluttered around in my head. I discarded the actual person who had featured in the dream and thought up a new character to fill the role. Then I thought of a hook that could turn the dream snippet into a real story.
Then I started to think I might really have something. Continue reading
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